Monday, December 27, 2010

You can't call them Zombies!

(I hope everyone had a great holiday weekend. Here is my newest story.)

“Kill him!” Anna said, tears streaked down her cheeks. She had reached the end of her rope. This man would have killed her. He didn’t deserve to be spared.

Kyle flinched.

The General’s face dropped. He knew what was coming as death surrounded him on both sides. “Please don’t. It’s murder.”

Kyle wavered for a moment. “You would have done the same to her.” He ripped on the trigger. The sound echoed throughout the area. Blood squirted from the wound in the man’s chest as he collapsed backward.

“Please.” The General said.

Anna jumped out of the jeep, and started to search the General’s chest pocket. The key’s metal cooled her fevered hand and she pulled them free as the General tried to hold her. “You deserved it.”

Kyle kept the gun on the General. The creatures closed in slowly at first, but as the blood hit the dirt they shuffled faster. Fresh meat that wasn’t trying to escape.

“Get us out of here.” Kyle sat back down.

“On it.” Anna stuck the key into the ignition and the jeep awoke. It rumbled as she slipped it into gear. The creatures didn’t even look their way as they were determined to get the General who struggled to get back to his feet. Blood soaked the gravel beneath him. His nice neat uniform stained.

“No, please don’t. I was just trying to protect you.” The General pleaded as he reached for the jeep with his blood soaked hand.

The words fell on deaf ears as Anna sped out and around the shop. The gravel kicking up underneath the jeep as she hit the pedal down as far as it would go.

Once they were back on the road, she looked back at Kyle. The gun rested on the floor and his face had gone pale. He shook his head and she couldn’t hear the mutterings coming from his mouth as the wind whipped around the open cabin.

Kyle did it for her, he shouldn’t feel guilty; she should. She didn’t though. It was a new world, one where people had to do what they needed to do for survival. “It’s not your fault. He would have killed us and taken the girl.” Anna reasoned with Kyle.

He didn’t respond, just flexed his hands and looked at the ground.